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whoa... [08 Jan 2004|02:13pm]
holy shit it's been a while, eh? well all is good in the land of magic pills and wierd drugs i got a place to live and shit and i still have job so i guess all is good. Lots ofshit has happened, though not much is worth mentioning, parties, fights, trips, vomiting, lots of weed, people in and out, shit. I guess there isn't much to say now other than this, probably the only thing i've learned through this whole time:

Sometimes maybe you need an experience. The experience can be a person or it can be drug. the experience opens a door that was there all the time but you never saw it. Or maybe it blasts you into outer space.

Was this the person or drug? Maybe Both? Whichever it was, all that crap, leaving home, parents,the fiend being taken away, snakey friends, all the negative stuff, all the pain. It all just floated away from me, i just floated away from it, up and away...
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hahaha, fuck [26 Oct 2003|05:07pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]
[ music | RHCP - Soul To Squeeze ]

well, lots of things have gone on. I've been kicked out of my house because of all the damage to the house that happenend during the party. I don't think this is reasonable. There was just a broken 2 chairs 2 broken doors, a broken lamp and some holes in the wall. That's not bad for a week andt a half. All that happenend in the first 4 days even. After that it was pretty calm. Anyway, me and demeny and crista stayed at ross's for the first 2 days, then at sam's for a night, then economy inn for a night and now we're staying at the village inn for the enxt week. we'll hopefully be getting an apartment in jason and jackie and brandon and lennys building. jasons dad owns the house so we can probably get into it. all we need to do is come up with the $500. That won't be hard considering i can pick up like $400 at work this week. We've also taken a liking to ether. It's kind of strange, especially at work. Strange things are happening with people too. Too much coming and going and too many things left unclear. I wish someone would stay a while.

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good shit, great shit, and horrible shit [14 Oct 2003|06:48am]
[ mood | drunk ]
[ music | Anti-Flag - Spaz's House Destruction Party ]

Well....this has been totally mind blowing. Thursday night we started the party a little early after rouding up all the supplies, drank a couple bottles, snorted a shit load of speed, ands tayed up all night, friday was badass, Pink Reason played at the party and then the alcohol was consumed until the morning. The cops only showed up once, which was surprising. They were really cool though, just told me to get all the underagers out of the house and they left. a few people left, but most stayed anyway, we turned the music down and kept going. drained the keg and all that shit by the morning and passed out all day. saturday we got a few cases of beer and partyed up some more, by sunday the place was completely trashed, 48 glass beer bottles broken, beer and vomit and urine and blood and sweat and semen etc all over the floor in all rooms, but we got some more beer and celebratd demon's birthday by trashing the place more. all in all the only things that got broken in the house were a chair and a lamp, so nothing that can't be taken care of.
Monday was fucked up though. We cleaned the house, gathered some money, bought some beer and went to bonie's party. BAD idea. we ran out of beer and me and demon decided to pitch in and get 2 more cases of nasty ice, which costs about 22$ altogether. She came out with one case and $3 for change. we said fuck this and went to my house. JT got pissed and tried breaking my door down. me and jessica went back over there to get her car, and ,e amd bonie ended up getting into a fistfight, spitting on eachother and all that shit, me and jessica left again, drank beer and went to cunty kitchen.

My wounds from the party so far are as follows: A gash ion my right elbow from slamming evans head into the sink and then falling on broken glass, A peice of glass stck in my foot from walking around my house barefoot through broken glass, a black eye from boxing with evan, numerous small cuts all over the place, and a swollen cheek from my encouter with bonie.

All in all, good punk fun. oh and i'm STILL drunk, going on 6 (7?) days now!

The party is still in full swing, so i'll have another interesting entry soon.

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it's all about friday night [08 Oct 2003|03:55pm]
[ mood | pleased ]
[ music | GG Allin - Drink, Fight, Fuck ]

Well everything seems to be going well, except the bands seems to be a doubtful right now, but still a possibility. That wasn't really the main objective anyway, it was kind of a second thought, if they decide to do it great, if not then oh fucking well, theres still a badass party going on. The half barrel is going to be even cheaper than i thought, so i can afford more hard liquor and maybe herbs. Plus with no bands there is less chance of police involvement, so things are actually looking better than a few days ago.

In other news i'm getting $500 to move some shit around my dad's basement and do some other small work on his house, which beats the fuck out of $200 for 2 weeks worth of work. This means i get a car soon. I'm also out of school for good now, until i'm 18 and i go get my HSED.

Yes yes yes, things are looking up.

Now it's all waiting for the big night.

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I need her my mouth....on my hands.... [29 Sep 2003|11:53pm]
[ mood | thirsty ]
[ music | Dark Lotus - Taste of Blood ]

Yes, that's right. I've grown a taste for blood the last few days. Specifically Elizabeths blood. Blood gets me high, i swear. It's like a heroin high, that's the closest thing i can compare it to, the rush of warmth at least, but it's a more energetic kind of thing. I find this very strange, but not bad.... I think this chick is perfect, the type that would let me slice her with a razor blade while we fucked, and would do the same for me....

Anyway....there might be two more bands playing at the party, which is good. The other bands still aren't a for sure yet. Not much else to update at the moment.

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[29 Sep 2003|12:00am]
[ mood | apathetic ]
[ music | Smashing Pumpkins - Today ]

Well things are still iffy for the party, the bands are not commited yet, but the alcohol is paid for, so that's one thing out f the way, everyone who needs tobe there has been told,so that's two, the only thing i have yet to take care of is getting the bands commited to doing this.

Last night pasty came over and we decided we were going to go drink with amber and shauna and jason and evan at ambers. We ended up only being 2 hours late because of stopping at brandons. Pasty left at 2, i stayed til 5, and then got picked up by queefy and april on my way home, we drank some more beer and smoked some res and pot at my place, then we went on to a little bit of cherry vodka. We drove around for a while and ended up getting chased by aprils cousins who had been looking for her all night. then i went home and passed out. I woke up around 7 and here i am....

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Haven't updated for a while, so here goes.... [23 Sep 2003|05:41pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]
[ music | Dead Kennedys - Too Drunk To Fuck ]

well.....lots has been going on. Mainly getting everything together for the party, getting everyone i want to come notified, making sure no one i don't want there knows. I've been figuring expenses, which is going to be alot. Half barrel, a QP, and many many MANY bottles of all different kinds of liquor. Derek, pasty, jason, evan and a few others are bringing bottles as well. I'm trying to get a few bands set up to play, but as of right now that's not set in stone so anyone who knows any local bands that would be interested, let me know and we'll work on getting something set up. When evan gets a hold of his brother, that's 2 or 3 bands right there, but that won't be enough. We'll need about 5 or 6 i'm thinking, but things are coming together nicely this far.

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ok, here's my attempt at remembering the last few days... [16 Sep 2003|01:08am]
[ mood | depressed ]
[ music | A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras ]

ok, here goes...

Thursday: Got up, went up by school for a little while to smoke a blunt in the morning, went to some peoples houses and smoked. Went and got my check, and got pierced. Double labret. Went and bought some weed, went and smoked with jackie and brandon and jason, i accidentally broke her glass graffix steamroller. Then went home and slept.

Friday: woke up, went back to sleep. Woke up again later, and aparently i was given permission to stay home, went to work. got a call from nicole, i guess jared wanted to talk to me, so me and pasty and stanchik went over to nicoles so we could see jared and do a little business. after that was done we smoked ourselves stupid and i went home and dreamed of an existance that doesn't so closely resemble hell.

Saturday: woke up, washed clothes and showered, got hair braided, and made arangements for transportation of everyone to jasons party. Then went and sold some cds at take two for $25. Through several trips and a lot of running around, we gathered everyone at maries, at least what we thought was everyone. The list goes as follows: Me, Jason, Queef, Eric, Pasty, Amber, Evan, Criss Cross, Ross, Marie, Charles, Brandon, Stanchik, and a friend of Ross's i don't know. before we left to stanchiks house, we accumulated 4 more guests, 4 bitches. Kyana, Amber, Dana, and one who's name i can't remember. we all end up at stanchiks, minus Marie, charles and brandon. Then we open the hard liquor (1.75L x UV blue raspberry, cheap whiskey). We finished all of the uv, most of the whiskey, and a 30 pack of bud dry. Steadily smoking of course. This was when i got that little bitch (amber (not the one that we originally brought) to drink all that vodka. Evan Fucked dana, and according to some she is now pregnant, but that remains to be seen. Good fun was had by all. Except for me wanting to beat the shit out of a few people (including myself) on several ocasions, but hey, shit happens. Everyone passes out around 5am.

Sunday: Wake up, try to regroup and figure out where i am and who i am. I'm still drunk. I only slept 3 hours. Me and evan and jason are the only survivors still willing to continue on and brave the storm of substance abuse. So we do. We go to Marie's again and finish off the whiskey and another 30 pack and a half of bud dry and a case of budweiser, smoke some opium, and bum cigarettes. I call brandon, who tells me to meet him at family video. I do this, we go back to his place, me, lenny, brandon , jackie and paul smoke and watch movies. i go home and dream of my real life. Which does closely resemble hell.

Monday: I wake up, still in recovery from the weekend and with full blown bronchitis, i stay home again because of this. I wake up and actually get out of bed around 3:30, and find out i have to work at 5. I go to work, with a quick stop at the gas station to pick up some ephedrine of course, and do my shitty job for 4 hours and go home. The rest of the night was spent telling Emily a story, smoking cigarettes, and thinking. And that brings up up to now, with me still sitting here thinking.

Edit: err....don't ask

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[15 Sep 2003|10:22pm]
I've decided i'm going to keep the shit i keep coughing up from my lungs. You know, for art.
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the last 5 days... [15 Sep 2003|01:49am]
[ mood | sick ]
[ music | Tool - Hooker with a Penis ]

..have been kind of a blur, i don't remember much of it, except for convincing this 100 pound chick to drink a half bottle of vodka, which she did in about 15 minutes, and in only 3 slams. Now my bronchitis is back, which means no cigs for a few days.i've coughed up probably a half pound of shit out of my lungs today, and it hasn't been pleasant. i was going to go to school tomorrow, but fuck that, i feel like major fucking ass, fuck getting up at 6 tomorrow. But right now, sleep sounds good. I'll give more details later as to my activities the last 5 days. I'll try to do this sober.

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Well, i guess this is the last story about stanchiks you'll be hearing from me... [10 Sep 2003|06:09pm]
[ mood | irate ]
[ music | Otep - Blood Pig ]

Possibly excluding whatever happens friday night. Well, the last two days (or was it three?) have been tons of fun filled alcohol and pot fueled madness. monday we just smoked a whole shitload at stanchiks, then tuesday we smoked a whole shitload at stanchiks, and then went to ambers house to drink cause her dad was gone for the night. Me, Jason and evan ended up staying there the night and then waking up this morning and going back to southwest. Then jason went home and me and evan moved on to stanchiks and chiled there for a while then went to evans only to find out we were locked out, so we went back to stanchiks and shit. 6th hour there turns out to be 15-20 people there, and then one more comes, and the cops followed him there and busted in and kicked us all out, and then almost got stanchik evicted. They knew southwest kids were partying at an apartment there somewhere, they just didn't know which one it was until they followed the kid there. So then i wandered around for a while, and met up with people after school and told them what was up and that the shit going on friday might be changing a little. Stanchik is also no longer getting help paying his rent because of this, and will probably get kicked out soon. At least the pigs didn't find the peices or the open alcohol, and the only one that got arrested was evan, so i guess this didn't end as badly as it could have. At least not for me.

On a side note, i fucking HATE it when people FUCK around with me. Why can't anyone be godamn honest?
Fuck people, fuck them all, they can all eat shit and die.


Oh, and i'm out of cigarettes AND out of weed, AND out of alcohol, AND my glass peice broke on the mouthpeice, AND i now have to pay for the new glass peice i was going to steal. What a wonderful happy fucking joyous day isnt it?

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Still no school, and the friday afternoon fucktard assault [05 Sep 2003|09:38pm]
[ mood | irritated ]
[ music | Sepultura - Cut-Throat ]

Well, i slept for 2 hours last night, then got up and went by school, went to stanchiks and slept for 2 more, got waken up by pasty and i went to the smoke shop to get cigs for him. I chilled at southwest for the next 3 hours, encountering random fucktards, including a fat native kid name lauren, who for some reason thinks he's the shit and can talk shit about me, well i decided i was going to just crack his jaw with my friend evan's brass knuckles but before i did i saw a cop parked about 30 feet behind him looking at us, so i decided against it. I'll have to do it monday. You would be surprised at the massive amounts of fucktards you meet trying to find weed. We went to at least 25 different people, all of which were complete tardhookers and helped us with nothing except for one kid who is giving me a phat hookup tomorrow ( 1 1/2 ounces for $100, fronted even). But that doesn't help us with anything today. I saw meedgit though which made my day, i guess that's one good thing about school. Me and evan and caleb went back to stanchiks and smoked some resin, caught a little buzz, fucked with this freshman kid hardcore, damn near beat his ass for being an idiot, and I went to work. When i get to work i find that i'm getting raped for hours AGAIN next week, 16 fucking hours, mother fuckers. I REALLY need a new job, better pay and more hours would be nice. At least i'll get good sleep tonight so i don't have to worry about being able to get up at 8:30 tomorrow, fuck.

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[04 Sep 2003|09:25pm]
[ mood | high ]
[ music | Sublime - Ebin ]

Well i slept from 1-7, i don't know how but i did. That's kinda shitty because i'm not going to be able to sleep tonight and i have school in the morning, if i go. Then Brandon and jackie stopped by. We went to bairds creek and smoked a couple bowls and went to a movie. Then i got dropped off back home.

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A Third day i manage to not go to school [04 Sep 2003|12:35pm]
[ mood | bored ]
[ music | Sepultura - Roots Bloody Roots ]

and i didn't even show up to the building today. I went to the dentist for some reason today, so that gets me the day off of school according to my mom, which i don't mind, it just doesn't make sense. Like why my neice turning one allows me and my sister to drink openly in front of the family, i don't mind but it doesn't make sense. Surprisingly my teeth aren't completely fucked yet. i guess i should try harder to fuck them up.....i'm also out of cigarettes, which is bad.

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Not going to school is awesome [03 Sep 2003|08:47pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army ]

Second day, didn't go to school at all today. Well i was near the building, but didn't go in. I smoked a bowl and a joint outside with casey, pat, pasty and some girl whose name i can't spell, and just as we finished and were leaving a cop drove by, damn pigs. That was just badass timing. Then i went to stanchiks, smoked a cig, fell asleep because i only slept 2 hours last night, then got waken up by casey, he smoked a joint with me, and then he left, and came back with pat, who smoked another joint. Casey's stupid ass burned me with a cigarette, which erased any thought in my mind of giving him his peice back, as it did turn out to be his. then after they left i fell asleep again, woke up, hit the bus back home, saw nate at the bus transit, got some smokes from him and came home and ate some chicken.

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Well... [02 Sep 2003|11:04pm]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | 311 - Down ]

First day of school wasn't too bad. I had been up since midnight due to my underestimation of how much drinking until 3:30 and waking up at 7:30 can fuck up your sleep schedule. I passed out at 5 after i got home from work, and slept until midnight. I show up at school, smoke some cigarettes, get my schedule, have them fix my schedule, and go to two classes. Then it's lunchtime, so i meet up with pasty and we go to stanchiks and drink. We have a few, and go pick up some other people from the resturantes and shit that go to our school, they come drink, they leave, i go up and do the same thing the next two lunches, and wth all the people passing in and out, someone leaves a glass peice with my name on it after they go back to school alot drunker and dumber. The people that atually don't skip out anyway. So we drink some more, smoke some resin, have a few cigs, and pass out. I wake up at 8:30 and jump on the bus back home, no longer drunk.

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